ponedjeljak, 19. lipnja 2017.

"Ja sam obična sestra iz rađaone" - napisala je i stegnula srca svima koji su pročitali njenu poruku

"Ja sam medicinska sestra. Radim u rodilištu. Zvuči baš lijepo i zabavno, zar ne?"


I am just a nurse. A Labor and Delivery nurse. Sounds like fun, doesn't it? Well...  I am just the nurse who was there during the birth of your child.  I am just the nurse who held your hand, looked you in the eye, and made you feel like the strongest woman in the world.  I am just the nurse who recognized that you had severe preeclampsia and got an order from your physician for magnesium sulfate to prevent you from seizing.  I am just the nurse who carefully monitored your breathing WITH MY STETHOSCOPE because I know the possible complications.  I am just the nurse who vigilantly monitored your baby's heartbeat and recognized that he was in distress.  I am also just the nurse who had you on the OR table by the time your doctor was in the parking lot to deliver a healthy baby.  I am the nurse who took photos of your baby because you were all alone... Even though I should really be charting and doing about a hundred other things.  I am just the nurse who's family has to experience another day without me because I stayed 3 hours late to see you through a difficult delivery.  I am just the nurse who maintained your dignity and made you feel comfortable when you were at your most vulnerable.  I am just the nurse who convinced your OB to give you more time before performing a cesarean section.   I am also just the nurse who waited as long as possible to call your OB for delivery so that he wouldn't cut an episiotomy.  I am just the nurse who held your hand and cried with you when you came through triage... and your baby had no heartbeat.  I am just the nurse who hasn't had ANYTHING to eat or drink since my cup of coffee I drank this morning when I woke up... at 5am.  I am just the nurse who will let you leave grip marks on her arm while you are getting your epidural, while repeating to you, "You are doing an amazing job. Almost there. You can do it."  I am just the nurse who reassured a teenage mom that she can be an amazing parent and still get an education.  I am also just the nurse who stood by you while you handed your baby to his adoptive mother. I held you steady. I watched you tremble. My heart ached for you.   I am just the nurse who knows that preventing the primary cesarean helps prevent future cesareans and all of the associated risks for each future pregnancy and, therefore, will do everything in my experienced power to encourage your baby to position herself correctly in your pelvis.   I am just the nurse who held your hand and told you, "She is beautiful. I am so so sorry for your loss." My heart ached for you. I wanted to hold my children and never let them go that night... but they were already sleeping because I stayed late to be with you.  I am also just the nurse who cried the entire drive home and who's husband doesn't even have to ask how my day was. He knows.   Today.   Every day.  I felt your joy. I felt your pain. I wiped your tears. I calmed your fears. I kept your secrets. I taught you how strong you are. I saved your life. I saved your child's life. My body aches. My heart aches.  And I love every minute.   I am JUST a Labor and Delivery nurse.  ~ anonymous
I am just a nurse. A Labor and Delivery nurse. Sounds like fun, doesn't it? Well...

I am just the nurse who was there during the birth of your child.

I am just the nurse who held your hand, looked you in the eye, and made you feel like the strongest woman in the world.

I am just the nurse who recognized that you had severe preeclampsia and got an order from your physician for magnesium sulfate to prevent you from seizing.

I am just the nurse who carefully monitored your breathing WITH MY STETHOSCOPE because I know the possible complications.

I am just the nurse who vigilantly monitored your baby's heartbeat and recognized that he was in distress.

I am also just the nurse who had you on the OR table by the time your doctor was in the parking lot to deliver a healthy baby.

I am the nurse who took photos of your baby because you were all alone... Even though I should really be charting and doing about a hundred other things.

I am just the nurse who's family has to experience another day without me because I stayed 3 hours late to see you through a difficult delivery.

I am just the nurse who maintained your dignity and made you feel comfortable when you were at your most vulnerable.

I am just the nurse who convinced your OB to give you more time before performing a cesarean section.

I am also just the nurse who waited as long as possible to call your OB for delivery so that he wouldn't cut an episiotomy.

I am just the nurse who held your hand and cried with you when you came through triage... and your baby had no heartbeat.

I am just the nurse who hasn't had ANYTHING to eat or drink since my cup of coffee I drank this morning when I woke up... at 5am.

I am just the nurse who will let you leave grip marks on her arm while you are getting your epidural, while repeating to you, "You are doing an amazing job. Almost there. You can do it."

I am just the nurse who reassured a teenage mom that she can be an amazing parent and still get an education.

I am also just the nurse who stood by you while you handed your baby to his adoptive mother. I held you steady. I watched you tremble. My heart ached for you.

I am just the nurse who knows that preventing the primary cesarean helps prevent future cesareans and all of the associated risks for each future pregnancy and, therefore, will do everything in my experienced power to encourage your baby to position herself correctly in your pelvis.

I am just the nurse who held your hand and told you, "She is beautiful. I am so so sorry for your loss." My heart ached for you. I wanted to hold my children and never let them go that night... but they were already sleeping because I stayed late to be with you.

I am also just the nurse who cried the entire drive home and who's husband doesn't even have to ask how my day was.
He knows.

Today.

Every day.

I felt your joy.
I felt your pain.
I wiped your tears.
I calmed your fears.
I kept your secrets.
I taught you how strong you are.
I saved your life.
I saved your child's life.
My body aches.
My heart aches.

And I love every minute.

I am JUST a Labor and Delivery nurse.

~ anonymous

"JA SAM medicinska sestra. Radim u rodilištu. Zvuči baš lijepo i zabavno, zar ne? 
Hm...  
"Ja sam samo sestra koja je bila s vama kada ste rodile svoje dijete. 
Ja sam samo sestra koja vas je držala za ruku i bodrila vas pogledom dajući vam na znanje da ste dovoljno snažni da prođete sve što vas čeka. 
Ja sam samo sestra čija je obitelj danas svoju mamu čekala barem tri sata jer je mama ostala uz vas tijekom vašeg poroda. 
Ja sam samo sestra koja na svojim rukama vidi ožiljke vašeg stiskanja, koja vam je i dalje nježno govorila riječi ohrabrenja. "Još malo. Odlično vam ide. Još samo malo." 
Ja sam isto tako samo ona sestra koja je bila uz vas cijelo vrijeme, tješeći vas u trenutku dok ste svoje bebe predavale posvojiteljima. Držala sam vas čvrsto, odagnavala vaše drhtaje, dok je i moje srce plakalo. 
Ja sam samo sestra koja se kući često vraća plačući cijelim putem, sestra koju suprug više ni ne treba pitati kako joj je protekao dan. On zna. 
Danas. 
Svaki dan.
Osjetim vašu radost. 
Osjetim vašu bol. 
Brišem vaše suze. 
Smirujem vaše strahove. 
Čuvam vaše tajne. 
Učim vas kako da budete još snažnije. 
Spašavam vaš život. 
Spašavam živote vaše djece. 
Moje tijelo je ranjeno. 
Moje srce plače. 
Ali ovaj posao toliko volim. 
Jer sam samo obična medicinska sestra koja radi u rađaoni."

Obična medicinska sestra iz Houstona napisala je jedno neobično pismo - pismo u čast svom poslu, u čast svim medicinskim sestrama i osoblju koje radi u bolnicama, s pacijentima, a posebno, kao u njenom slučaju - s budućim majkama i bebama.  
Sasvim običan posao - posao koji se jako često zanemaruje od strane javnosti, iako svaka žena zna, nadamo se da zna, koliko su baš one važne u činu rađanja, u vidu utjehe. Njihova tiha prisutnost koja mnogim ženama ulijeva sigurnost veću od ičega što nalaze u rađaoni. 
U čast svima njima dijelimo njeno pismo kao što je to do sada učinilo već više od 100.000 ljudi. 
Vjerujemo redom majke kojima se pri čitanju stegnulo srce u sjećanje na svog tihog i hrabrog "čuvara". Jedne obične medicinske sestre. Jer ovakvih je zapravo puno puno više od onih za koje neke majke baš i nemaju riječi hvale. Srećom, takve su ipak rijetke.